I was discharged from the infirmary later that afternoon. My broken rib was bandaged, and I had to make up a story about the scars on my chest to diss...uade a curious nurse. The M.Ps came to visit me, taking a statement about the fight, but they didn’t drag me off to the brig. Vasiliev was waiting for me outside the building as I made my way onto the torus. I attempted to salute him, but the pain in my side made me think better of it.“Stanley, how’s your injury?” he asked.“I’ll be fine, sir.. Usne sex k liy seedhe hi mna kar diya nd kha ki agar tum kuch na karne ka promise karo main tumhe apne boobs dikha sakti huuu.Ab next semester start ho rha tha main hostel main nhi gya and apne ek dost k saath room le liya. Vo mere room par aane lagi mera dost idhar udhar hota to hum kabhi kiss kar lete the or bhut jyada hua to main uske boobs dba leta tha.maine apne dost ko bhi nhi bataya tha ki hum physically ho rhe h etc…. or vo kaafi seedha bhi tha to vo shaq bhi nhi karta tha. Ab main use. I walked back inside to get my cell phone. I called 911 and told them that I had just shot another arsonist. An arsonist with a pistol. My, that got some attention. I made sure to take some good pictures of him, the gas can and his pistol. I didn't want any evidence to accidentally get lost, you see.When the cop showed up he immediately wanted to lock me in the back of his squad car. I told him to go fuck himself and asked him why nobody had called for an ambulance yet, since there obviously. Even with them going out, I still thought it would be nice for me having Mark there in the house for a couple days and may be fun for them both to get out of town and into the country. When I picked them up and they were heading for the car I noticed Cal was a couple of inches taller than Mark at about 6'-4'' and was of Afro-American descent. He was very good looking and had very warm and courteous mannerisms I noticed once we started talking.We traveled the miles to our home with the majority.